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Andreas Peter Berggreen:
[20] Her vil ties, her vil bies
Hans Adolph Brorson:
Svane-Sang XXXXIV
Her vil ties, her vil bies,
her vil bies, o svage sind!
Vist skal du hente, kun ved at vente,
kun ved at vente, vor sommer ind.
Her vil ties, her vil bies,
her vil bies, o svage sind!
Trange tider langsomt skider,
Iangsomt skdder, det har den art;
dagene lenges, vinteren stranges,
vinteren strenges, og det er svart!
Trange tider lmgsomt skrider,
langsomt skrider, det htr den art.
Kom, min due, lad dig skue,
lad dig skue med oliebladl
Se, nu er stunden nesten oprunder-,
nesten oprunden, som g0r dig glad!
Kom, min due, lad dig skue,
lad dig skue med olieblad!
[21] Velkommen igen, Guds engle smi
Nikolaj Frederik Severin Grundtvig
Velkommen igen, Guds engle sn6,
fra hpje himmelsale,
med dejlige solskinskleder pi,
i jordens skyggedale!
Trods kJingrende frost godt ir I spi
for fugl og sad i dvale.
In Still Silence Man Must Tarry
Swansong XXXXIV
Translation: Hmne Briiel
In still silence, man must tany,
man must tmy, oh, feeble soul.
Thou shalt attain it, only by patience,
tmying silent till summer's tide.
In still silence man must tarry,
man must tarry, oh, feeble soul.
Leanest seasons move but slowly,
move but slowll. such is their pan.
Days slowly lengthen, winter will strengthen,
slrengthen his hold. oh. my dire lo..
Leanest seasons move but slowly,
move but slowly. such is their pan.
Little dove, I long to see you,
long to see you with olive branch.
Lo! see the hmbinger of the hour,
hour ofjoy, oh, rejoice my soul.
Little dove, I long to see you,
long to see you with olive branch.
Hail, Welcome Again, God's Angels Small
Translation: Hanne Briiel
Hail, welcome again, God's angels small
from lofty heav'nly dwellings,
in loveliest sunshine mantles clad,
in Earth's bleak winter valleys.
You promise for birds and sleeping seed
'spite frost, ajoyous springtide.